Zhang Ping'an was a little angry when he heard the name Sun Chengzong. This old fox was so powerful that he always plotted against him. If he pretended to be sick and did not kneel down to accept the order, the old fox would definitely see through it.

He ignored Qu Guozheng's request and tried hard to think about countermeasures. Zhang Ping'an thought that he would be a bitch and a archway would be established. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Sun Chengzong, he saw a personal soldier riding a red horse running towards them in the distance.

"Report to the general! The scouts of the personal barracks' teaching team came from the investigation. One hundred and thirty miles northwest, they found the scouts of the Tartars. They saw six waves of scouts; each team had no less than two hundred people!"

When Zhang Ping'an heard the news, he let out a deep breath. At the same time, he also thought of a plan to deal with Sun Chengzong.

"Very good, I understand! Go back and send an order to the left-behind Staff Officer Du Xiaoshan, asking him to take people to check the north and east of the camp again."

"Yes! Grand Commander!" After receiving the order, the personal soldiers turned their horses and ran towards the camp.

"Hehehe, the problems that should be solved will be solved all at once! National Government, go and tell the old fox that I am almost an official from the Ming Dynasty, so let him, the governor of Ji Liao, inspect our army camp tomorrow! As for the matter of accepting the order, hehe... I just said that I will fight the Mongolian Tartars to serve the emperor and the court's grace of knowing each other!"

Zhang Ping'an smiled wickedly, and the smart Qu Guozheng immediately understood the commander's intention. The commander was going to pretend to be sick and answer the order after the fight! But he was still a little uneasy.

"Master General! If Mr. Sun wants to bring a guard, you see?"

"Don't worry! This old man is different from other civil officials in the Ming Dynasty. He is extremely pragmatic. He brings at most five or six people. There are so many officials in the Ming Dynasty, I will only obey him! Don't look at me calling him an old fox all day long, I still respect him very much in my heart. If there are more officials like this in the Ming Dynasty who knows about military affairs, I would not be so passive in the Jurchen war! Of course, we will not live a life of no more! Hehehehe!"

Zhang Ping'an was in a good mood at this time, with a smile on his face. Qu Guozheng's heart was suppressed by the coming of war, and he felt much more relaxed with the cheerful smile of the coach. He nodded confidently to Zhang Dashuai, indicating that he knew what to do.

The Grand Marshal seemed to be full of confidence in the Mongolian Tartars' war. The Po Slave Army had a consensus that as long as the Grand Marshal Zhang said he could win the battle, no one would say he could not win it.

Based on this concept, if Marshal Zhang was destroying the slave army or even the slave city, he would implement various new land policies, taxation, tactics, and equipment, there was basically no opposition.

Take the matter of growing cowpox for example. Under Zhang Dashuai's strong promotion, everyone in Ponucheng vaccinated acne. Afterwards, the smallpox epidemic occurred in the Mongolian prisoner-of-war camp in Ponucheng. The entire Ponucheng area was panicked, and no one in the guards in the quarantine epidemic area was infected.

Through this series of events, the hearts of the people in Ponucheng have changed. They may hope that Marshal Zhang can be the emperor!

This also brings up a problem, which is to see if this person is from Ponucheng. Just check whether his arm has a scar of acne. For those living in Ponucheng, there is no problem, but for intelligence personnel, it is a big problem.

"Master, I found a problem, that is, the scars left by our intelligence personnel after they consumed acne, this sign is too obvious. Can it be?"

"This is really a problem, let me think about it..., hehe, this is actually easy to deal with. After you go back, you vigorously promote this matter. Anyway, you have also exposed that after our army evacuated, you will take three soldiers to the capital. You will promote this matter in the capital. As for me, I will give you a blow to the old man! Isn't that okay?"

Qu Guozheng raised his thumb: "The great commander is wise!"

Zhang Ping'an led the team to practice several more attacks at Wuli and Sanli. Seeing that it was getting late, he ordered the team to withdraw and return to the camp.

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As Zhang Ping'an expected, the next day, Sun Chengzong, the governor of Ji Liao, only led Wu Qitai and five personal soldiers to the main camp of the Ponu Army.

Zhang Ping'an, who received the notice, came to the camp gate early to greet him. Sun Chengzong wore a fur cloak given by Zhang Ping'an, and rode a tall flower horse. He looked at Zhang Ping'an who was greeting him with fun.

When Zhang Ping'an saw that the horse that Sun Chengzong rode was a gift he gave to the old man, he smiled casually. He also noticed Sun Chengzong's playful smile, and did not speak, and stepped forward to grab the reins of the horse that was trampling on the flower horse, leading the way for Sun Chengzong. The actions of General Zhang made all the soldiers in the line-up of the Po Slave Army stunned.

Sun Chengzong was calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with huge waves. Zhang Ping'an knew that he had become an official of the Ming Dynasty, but he still did not kneel down to take over Shangguan. This shows that he did not care much about this official title.

From the surprised and unfair expression of the soldiers in line, Sun Chengzong understood Zhang Ping'an's intention. That is, it doesn't matter what the Ming Dynasty officials are, but Zhang Ping'an respects Sun Chengzong.

When Sun Chengzong dismounted in front of the commander's tent, Zhang Ping'an did not help him. Mr. Sun Chengzong was a little surprised. If you want to show respect, you have to do everything. Why don't you do half of it?

In fact, Zhang Ping'an also wanted to do the full set of movements, but when he saw the old man's tall and mighty body, Zhang Ping'an was frightened. He was afraid of crushing his small body, so he did half of the respect.

After Sun Chengzong entered the Zhengzhou tent, Zhang Ping'an asked him to sit down after he was asked to the Zhengzhou case. He himself sat in the lower left position on the Shangzhou case. Sun Chengzong had a slightly lower jaw. It seemed that this kid knew the truth!

He first looked at the handsome tent carefully. The spacious handsome tent was not luxurious. Apart from the handsome tent, there were only a few simple chairs and a small marching bed in the corner of the tent. There was an iron stove in the center of the handsome tent, and a copper pot was installed on the stove. The hot water in the pot was spitting steam, and the chimney only penetrated the top of the tent. A carpet surrounded the iron tent was old and damaged, so it was obviously used many times.

Zhang Ping'an picked up the copper bowl that had been prepared long ago and brewed a bowl of hot tea for the old man. The two old foxes stopped talking, but looked at each other. After a long time, they smiled at each other. They both understood the intentions of both parties.

"Gu Xin! Take Lord Sun's entourage down to rest and treat him well, don't neglect!" Zhang Ping'an pays great attention to the title of the old man when there are outsiders.

But the old man's personal soldiers did not move. Sun Chengzong picked up the tea bowl, blew the foam in the floating bowl, and then waved his hands to them after he tasted it comfortably. Wu Qitai and his personal soldiers then followed Gu Xin to leave the tent.

"Boy! I thought you were sick!" Sun Chengzong gently put down the tea bowl and said a pun.

After hearing this, Zhang Ping'an shivered first, and the old man immediately expressed his inner thoughts. Zhang Ping'an cursed inwardly: "The demon, the nemesis!" But there was a smile on his face.

"How can you do that, old man? You are always good at telling jokes. You are always disrespectful to me. You curse me as soon as you meet me! Hehehe, people eat grains and grains, but it is cold recently, so there will inevitably be minor illnesses and disasters."

When Sun Chengzong saw Zhang Ping'an shiver, he knew that what he guessed was true. Moreover, this shameless boy was preparing to pretend to be sick in front of him. Even the reason for pretending to be sick was recovered, but it was still cold. A glimmer flashed in the old man's eyes.

"The Ming Dynasty court cannot be disgraced. With me here, you cannot get sick!"

"You are too domineering, you are too domineering. Who has the time to get sick now? The Mongolian Tartars are about to attack me! How much is the old man going to give me*?" Zhang Ping'an saw that the opportunity was not good, so he immediately changed the topic.

Sure enough, Sun Chengzong no longer bothered about the topic of illness, because this was his main purpose in coming to Zhangjiakou.

"Oh! How many people have come to the Mongolian Tartars?"

Seeing that the topic was changed successfully, Zhang Ping'an felt a little proud inside, and finally let the old fox follow his rhythm. "I have seen the scout of the Mongolian Tartars brigade a hundred miles away! I guess there will be accurate news within a few days."

Sun Chengzong picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. "What are you going to deal with it?"

"What's so difficult about this? If the Tartars are less than 50,000, they will eat them! It's more than 50,000! Hehehe! Of course I ran away. I set up another operation site in the northeast and transported all the materials. Let the Tartars army rob it!"

Sun Chengzong immediately understood Zhang Ping'an's combat intentions. It was obviously just a bait to fish. He still kept silent and continued to ask: "What?"

"Then? Of course, we should eat up this robbery army and build a camp in the northeast!"

This time, Sun Chengzong completely understood Zhang Ping'an's strategic deployment. He first lured the enemy into the deeper, and then defeated them one by one. He slowly picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"Are you sure? I heard that Lin Danhan's army is less than 300,000!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!